Pike Logan Series Novels & Stories

"Why are you here?" Logan didn’t answer. He just kept coming, slow and deliberate, like a storm building in silence. Milo’s back hit the dresser, the sharp edge digging into his spine. Panic clawed its way up his throat. “W-what do you want?” Logan’s jaw flexed. “You think we didn’t see what you were doing, Laskey? Holding back on us. Sabotaging us from the inside. This—” he waved a hand around the room, “—this is your little prize?”

Cows were free to roam for only a period of time, then yeah, imminent death. Logan has changed since the last time we saw- since we saw Megan last. He has become darker. More- aggressive, more rabid. He was those things before but now so...more. Last week, I had woken up naked in the forest, covered in blood. My heart almost went through my chest because, for a split second, I wondered if I was the killer or one of, the killers on the murder spree. Until I spotted a deer’s remains near me.

I head straight to the dungeon, nodding at the guards as I pass them until I reach the very end of the long hall and stop in front of Logan’s cell. “Ah, isn’t it a pleasure to see you right where you belong?” I say, catching Logan’s attention. “What? No hello? No thank you’s for the hospitality and generosity I show?” I add, my tone laced with mockery. Logan’s head snaps up, his eyes burning with hatred. “You,” he snarls. “You’re behind all of it—you were the one who poisoned Derrick, you’re behind the spread of the plague. I know you’re even working with rogues!” He growls, each word dripping with pure rage.

Ruby Logan had come to my aid at the hospital. Because of how hectic and short staffed the hospital was, no one noticed what was happening. Of course, the rogue didn’t die but he was taken into custody by the alpha of my pack. I’m sure they are going to interrogate him.

She takes a deep breath, “Oh wait … you hate discussing anything.” He grins. “I don’t do stupid, doll.” “Oh really?” she fires back. “So you didn’t almost kill my boyfriend?” Remorse flashes in his eyes — sharp and fleeting. Then it’s gone. “That wasn’t me.” He shoots me a look. Technically true. Logan poisoned me. Hence the collective sulking. They move on. Kiara shoves him with the ease of two people extremely comfortable with each other. “Ready?” I ask, and Mel nods. I lace my fingers through hers and step closer to the barrier.

After Master Thorfinn said that, he left Gildsea Lake with his family and faction. The last faction to bid Logan goodbye was the Sophia Order. Mistress Maude approached Logan with her female disciples. When she was about to speak, Etiennette, who was beside Logan, exclaimed, "It's you…" She noticed that the woman in pink clothing with a sword was Paige, Logan's ex-girlfriend. Mistress Maude and her disciples turned to look at Paige. They felt that there was something behind it. However, Paige lowered her head again in silence.

Peter pleaded. “If I find her myself … and trust me, I will. I will make sure you would go down with Vicky or whatever her name is,” Logan said. “Vicky, you would be the death of me,” peter mutter and then asked, “can I get a pen and paper,” peter asked Logan turned and snapped his finger at Noah. This irked Noah. Noah reigned in his annoyance, because the most important priority was to find Emily. He handed Peter a little diary he always carried around in his breast pocket and a pen.

Third-person POV _FLASHBACK_ “You have just one mission there,” Kieran Logan said to his son, his eyes blazing with fury. “Yes father,” sixteen years old Tristan Logan responded, his eyes fixed on his father, Kieran Logan, the Alpha of the Midnight Mirage pack. “You have to kill him. I want him to die in your hand,” his voice laced with disgust. You would possibly tell from his tone that he had so much hatred towards whoever he had told his son to kill.

I approached the pair, lifting Kiara from Logan's arms to kiss her, then letting her run off to play with her brother and friends. I pecked Logan on the cheek. "Is that enough pampering for you?" Logan: No, it isn't, but | believe we can negotiate that. "And what are you suggesting, Mr. Pierce?" Logan: Well, if my beautiful lady will allow me, l would be thrilled to whisk her away tonight. "You wish to abduct me, yet you ask for permission. That's both sweet and bewildering." Logan: I merely need you to be open to every possibility.His kiss on my neck was feathery light, yet utterly delectable, confirming he's got me just where he wants.

Logan racked his brain, recalling the women he’d once dated. There was Sirena, but she passed away. There was Alessia, who gave him Milo. There were a couple of flings but none of them lasted for longer than a month, and he sure as hell used protection. Logan asked Terence to get another DNA sample from Arlie, without the boy knowing, and do the test again. He pushed to his feet and started pacing in his expansive office. No matter how many times he stared at the report, the conclusion didn’t change.